"W-What the hell is wrong with Kulas? What happened to him in the time we were gone?" Tian Yang questioned in a dumbfounded voice as he approached the bed, a look of disbelief on his face.
They'd been gone for only a little over a hundred years, yet Kulas looked like he'd aged millions of years. Tian Yang couldn't comprehend it.
"It started shortly after you left," Xie Mey explained in a defeated voice. "It was as sudden and random as his mood swings. At first, it started out as a cold. Then, it gradually worsened until he got a fever. Nowadays, he spends most of his time asleep, only waking up once a year for a few hours. Unfortunately, we don't know the cause even at this very moment."
"A fever? Cultivators cannot get fevers, much less a cold. And he's no ordinary cultivator but an Immortal…" Ren Xia remarked with a confused voice after hearing the details.
